Records of Demons in the Republic of China

Jiuyi has been sleeping.

He lay quietly on the bed, his solid flesh and bones gradually lost its warmth and luster, his whole body seemed to be slowly dehydrating, being dried up bit by bit by time.Haoyue sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him for a long time, seeing that half of his arm was exposed under the quilt, and the cuffs of the white cloth jacket were rolled up, revealing his thin wrists and big thin hands.The dark skin loosely wrapped around his bones, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyelids were dry, his thick eyelashes were planted in a row, and his eyelids were so thin that they became translucent, like a piece of crumpled parchment.The eye sockets were sunken deeply, and he showed a strange oldness.That old age is like an underwater island, it has always existed, but it is not exposed.

Haoyue still doesn't know Jiuyi's age, he only knows that Jiuyi shouldn't be like this.Jiuyi was very young, tall and tall, with warm flesh and bright eyes, and was so strong that he could not be invaded by cold or heat. He was a beast among people.Leaning over and stretching his finger to Jiuyi's nose, he felt the other party's faint breath, and asked himself: "How could this be?"

how could this be?He was the one who was clamoring to slay demons, but it was Jiu Yi who almost died trying to slay demons.He knew that Jiuyi and Lu Qingqi could have kept water in the well, that Jiuyi and Lu Qingqi almost died together that day, all to save himself - if he didn't kill Lu Qingqi, he would kill Lu Qingqi himself, and he would die under Lu Qingqi's hands.

So now he can sit on the side of the bed safe and sound, and the person who wanted to kill him turned into a beast;With trembling fingers retracted, Haoyue turned around and put her elbows on her knees, and bent deeply with her head in her hands.

If everything could be done again, he thought, maybe he would not be so persistent in killing Lu Qingqi.

There will always be scourges in the world, not monsters, but humans, and Lu Qingqi is not the most heinous in the world.Is it worth sacrificing a Jiuyi for a Lu Qingqi?

Haoyue couldn't figure it out, she didn't know if it was worth it or not.The past cannot be traced back, he only hopes that Jiuyi will wake up early, this time Jiuyi will be reborn as a human being, he will not repay him, he only needs to accompany him and teach him, he will add a good person to this world.

He knew that Jiuyi could get better, as long as he was by his side, he would be able to live a good life.

That night, Haoyue was lying on a small iron bed against the wall as usual, half asleep and dazed.Marshal Bai was very satisfied with their record this time, and wanted to assign a team of servants to serve Jiuyi, but Haoyue would rather guard him personally.The room was very quiet, and he was also very quiet, because if there was any noise, he would not be able to hear Jiuyi's breathing clearly.The moonlight shines through the window sills and casts patterns on the ground. Haoyue half-closed her eyes and saw Jiuyi's bald head and shirtless walking silently from the darkness to the moonlight. She still looked healthy before.Slowly turning his head to look at Haoyue, he suddenly smiled slightly, his big and deep eyes were sunken in shadows, but Haoyue could see the shape of his eyelashes clearly.

Haoyue knew that she was dreaming again, in the dream Jiuyi was like a black leopard, always moving back and forth in the room nimbly and lightly, as if looking for something, every movement, the smooth skin could reflect the moonlight.Haoyue sees him so clearly, but it still seems to be in two worlds with him. He wants to call him, but he can't make a sound; if he wants to touch him, he can't lift his hand.

Therefore, Haoyue could only ask in her heart: "Jiuyi, is this your soul?"

But tonight's dream was a bit abnormal, because Jiuyi had been just wandering on his own in the previous dream, and had never looked at Haoyue squarely.But tonight he not only turned his face to Haoyue, but even smiled at him, Haoyue was both joyful and panicked, and even suspected that this was no longer a dream.

Jiuyi turned his face to the big bed in the room again.Nine Yi decayed bodies lay on the bed.As if he couldn't understand, he put his hands on his hips, slowly tilted his head towards the big bed, and made a gesture of inquiry and doubt.

Then he stepped forward, walked to the side of the bed without a sound, lifted his legs up and lay down on the bed.Haoyue watched helplessly as his body merged into that shell, and disappeared like a phantom without a trace.

"It really is a dream." Haoyue thought in her heart.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

As if he had a premonition, he sat up while opening his eyes.Turning his head to look at the big bed, he was stunned for two or three seconds, then jumped off the small bed and ran to the big bed barefoot.Bending down under the gust of wind, he almost bumped into Jiuyi head-on.

Then, he really looked at Jiu Yi!

No one knows when Jiuyi woke up, anyway, at this moment he opened his eyes expressionlessly, Haoyue looked at him, he slightly rolled his eyes, and he was able to look at Haoyue.

"Jiuyi?" Haoyue called him softly, suppressing her ecstasy.

Jiu Yi blinked his eyes slowly.

Haoyue watched his movements and finally confirmed his resurrection.The ecstasy couldn't be suppressed no matter what, like a small bomb exploded in her head, Haoyue felt her head go dizzy, and then realized that she had revealed her original shape and turned into a little white dog.Stepping on Jiuyi's chest with four paws, he sniffed Jiuyi's head and face with his wet black nose, and then felt that it was not enough, so he simply stuck out his tongue and licked Jiuyi again.

After licking, he was stunned, and suddenly felt very ashamed. He didn't expect that after many years of cultivation, he still had a bit of dog nature hidden in his body.One turned over and rolled down, and when he sat on the edge of the bed with his buttocks naked, he had already recovered his human form.

While grabbing his pants and putting them on, he turned his head to look at Jiu Yi with a red face, "You're finally awake."

However, Jiuyi Shan just looked down at him quietly, without expression or words.

It was three days later that Jiu Yi spoke the first sentence.

It was a sunny afternoon, Haoyue fed him ginseng soup bit by bit with a small spoon, he seemed to have forgotten how to swallow food, a little bit of soup entered his mouth, and it took a long time before it went down into his stomach.Haoyue fed a small spoonful and was waiting patiently, but she didn't expect to be greeted with a word of anger.

Jiuyi asked him, "Is the donkey... dead?"

When Haoyue heard this, for some reason, her breath trembled, and a tear almost came out of her eyes: "He lost his inner alchemy, and was seriously injured, and his magic power has long been lost. Now he is locked in a big iron cage by Marshal Bai. In this life, I can probably only linger on, and I will never be able to regain my human form."

After saying this, he turned to Jiuyi, looked straight into his eyes and said, "Thank you."

Jiuyi spoke softly, the voice was too soft, only a feeble mouth shape remained: "I'm very tired."